Was having dinner out with Dad at our weekly spot. Hank and I had been doing this for over a year now since Mom passed away last spring. It was our way to make sure Dad was still actively involved with his surroundings. We’d taken to going out for Chinese food as that is Dad’s favorite.
While we were enjoying our entrees and sharing them around the table with each other, Dad mentioned that he’d heard from his brother, Charlie. Uncle Charlie was by far my favorite uncle. He was always up to some mischief and he just adored me. But something happened during my ninth grade year and Mom just shut him out of our lives. No reasons, but the effect was the same…he was gone.
I hadn’t thought about him much since then as I had been growing into adulthood. I graduated high school and went to college; all while coming out of the closet to blossom into the astonishing young man I am. As you can see, I have great self worth!
I had since then met Hank, fell in love and we moved in together. All this and the world continued to turn. So when Dad mentioned Uncle Charlie a flood of great memories covered me.
Dad said Charlie wasn’t doing too well mentally. He’s been living kinda lonely after the whole sexual accusations that he had been making inappropriate advances on his staff at the company ended his career as a manager, heading to VP status.
He’d settled for a low paying low image job as a janitor just to remove his name from the spotlight. Dad said he never believed Charlie was guilty, but Mom stood in solidarity with the female staff, saying he always gave her a bad vibe.
This gave me a whole new insight into what happened. I felt bad for what my uncle went through now. Dad said they closed the factory down where he worked and now he can’t find any work. He’s kinda falling into depression and he could sure use some people around him.
I was quiet for a second before suggesting that maybe Hank and I could drop by and give him a hand on some chores to let him know we still cared. Dad thought that would be a great idea. Charlie had mentioned that his lawn was getting a bit overgrown and he just didn’t care any more. I bet he would be thrilled to get it squared away again!
The next day Hank was off so he suggested he go mow the lawn and we drove by my uncle’s place. I really wasn’t sure where he lived as it had been so long ago since I’d been there, so I had Dad write the address down and we checked it out.
Yeah, it needed a good mowing and trimming, but Hank loved working in the yard so it was more than doable. As we drove home we discussed the situation and decided that I’d call and let Uncle Charlie know that my husband was dropping by to spruce his yard up.
I called Charlie when I got home expecting to surprise him, but it went to voice mail instead. I got out that it was me, that I talked to Dad and that I was sending over a surprise in the morning. Before I could elaborate, the recording beeped and told me that the voice mail box was full. Well hell! I’ll just have to call him back tomorrow to tell him the rest. Don’t want my uncle freaking out when a young handsome fellow shows up and begins mowing his lawn!
The next morning I kissed Hank goodbye as usual and reminded him to make sure he tells my uncle that he’s the surprise I was sending. I tried calling my uncle a few times that morning but his phone kept telling me the voice mail box was full. By ten o'clock, I figured that any surprise would have been clarified by then, and continued my morning meetings.
At lunch time I called Uncle Charlie again and I finally got through to him. He sounded like he had been having a busy morning judging by how hard he was breathing. When I asked him how he was, I could hear the smile in his voice. He told me he was having the best day in a long time. The guy you sent over is just what I needed.
I grinned at hearing how successful Hank had been. He continued to tell me how much it pleased him to watch such a strong young guy mowing his lawn. And when he took his shirt off, I almost had a heart attack. I haven’t that much stimulation in a long time!
I guess your dad must’ve told you about the lawsuit that ruined my reputation, but truth be known I was innocent. I never touched or approached those gentlemen. It was just good old homophobia rearing its ugly head. Once they found out I was gay, they drummed up some fake charges and got rid of me. Your mom was afraid I might taint you so she told me to stay away. And now you’re back in my life and presenting me with such a hot guy to make me feel better.
I tried to stop him and tell him that I turned out gay too and Hank was my husband, but he was so emotional right now that I couldve told him I robbed fort Knox and he wouldn’t have heard me. Instead I asked if the guy did what he expected on his lawn?
He chuckled and said yes, and even more. I got so caught up in watching him that I started jerking off through my sliding doors in the dining room. I forgot he could see in as well, and, uh, he caught me manhandling my meaty rod. I hope you got my girthy genes, Josh, cause they’re very pleasing to both me and my partners.
Well he saw my thickness and just froze in place as I continued stroking it. He watched for about ten seconds before he turned off the mower and came to the sliding door. I thought at first I might just tease him but he tapped at the door and gave me the biggest puppy dog eyes. How could I say no to that?
I figured you must be paying him for a full on service and this was the happy ending package, so I flipped the lock up and slid the door open. He entered my house and reached down and grabbed my dick. It had been a couple months since I had been with anyone and his touch was electric. I was hard before he gripped me. Now I was ready to break concrete with it. I leaned against the edge of my table as he got busy massaging my beast with his powerful hands. As he focused on my dick, I watched a bead of sweat trickle down his heaving chest. I dragged a quick finger through the trail and licked it off my finger.
He looked at me and grinned as he dropped to his knees before me and aimed my pecker at his quivering lips. I watched that tongue snake out between his lips and make contact with the tip of my cock. He swiped away precum as he slid it back into his mouth and swallowed, with a satisfied groan. Next thing I knew his lips extended over my cock head as he sucked me into his warm inviting mouth. Damn that was nice!!
And he didn’t stop sliding his head forward until that sexy beard and stache was buried at the base of my cock. I almost shot my load right then as I watched him look up at me and smile around my cock.
At this point I was becoming quite uncomfortable in my work pants so I stepped to the executive washroom and claimed a seat on a commode. As I began stroking, my uncle continued.
He reached up and tickled the back of my balls with his big hand as his tongue slid out under my shaft and licked the front of my sack. This proved to be too much for me and I blasted the young man’s mouth with a three day load. It felt so much better going into his throat than onto the cum rag by my bed!
At this point I told him I needed to to return something to him and asked him if he enjoyed being rimmed? He said he did but it had been a while as his partner isn’t into it. (Say what?)
So he stood and bent over the table after lowering his grass stained pants and presented me with a truly magnificent ass. I immediately knew two things…he was going to love my tongue fucking his hole and he was going to love my cock fucking him even more.
I knelt behind his fuzzy meaty behind and ran my tongue along his sweaty crack. He was slightly musky from the mowing but it turned me on even more. I pulled his cheeks apart and began drawing circles around his pucker with my hungry tongue. I watched him squirm in delight as I continued to tease his hole getting closer and closer occasionally grazing the sensitive opening and feeling his sphincter tighten against my tongue. Oh yeah, he’s gonna be gripping my cock with that hole!!
I knelt there tongue punching his hole as I slowly added first one then two fingers into the equation. By the time I was two knuckles deep with three fingers, I figured I had opened him up enough.
I stood up while continuing to manually finger fuck him. I bent down and let my hairy chest rest on top of his sweaty back while I began to suck on his ear lobe. As I figured, he was extremely sensitive to having his ears sucked.
While I licked and sucked I lined up my pecker with his hungry hole and rubbed the leaking tip against the opening which was puckering out to kiss it. I full on kissed him as I pushed against the spit slicked hole and forced my way into his guts. I knew from previous other sluts it would fit but it would be a bitch getting inside.
I felt the head finally slide in past the ring and sexy fucker moaned directly into my mouth. Once I got the head in, it was just a matter of stretching out the canal enough to get the rest of it as well. If his partner, or so he tried to get me to believe he had, was hung decently this should be a simple in and out a few times. This fucker took me a good ten minutes just to sink it in fully. I knew it! He was feeding me a line!
Once I got in I was hitting sensory overload every time I so much as moved. His tight ass gripped my dick tightly and didn’t want to let me go. I slid backwards and twisted as I heard him mewling like a cat in heat. He was loving feeling my thick prick rubbing against his prostate and every time I slid in or out. His cock was leaking out a pool onto the table. I had just gotten his ass to loosen up enough to begin fucking him when you called. I would normally have let it go to voice mail, but I saw it was you and I wanted to thank you for getting me the best gift an uncle could get. You truly are my favorite nephew.
I was almost cumming at this point as I told my uncle that first, I’m his only nephew and second that the stud you’ve got pinned under your amazingly thick appendage was indeed a gift, but not how you think. I heard grunting through the phone as I continued telling him that his name is Hank and he’s my husband. Yes, he does have a partner; me. I’m gay, just like you I guess.
I could hear things begin to get noisy on the other end as Uncle Charlie asked me if I said that he’s fucking my husband?
I repeated that he was and I heard a loud grunt as he started breathing heavily and said that since I seemed okay with it that means my nephew is a cuck then. Holy fuck!! Does your dad know he raised a cuck?
I sputtered that we don’t usually have other men in our sex life. I have never had to face the fact of another fucking my man before.
Uh huh! And are you jerking off from my relating the events of my morning, boy?
I almost lied but thought better if it. Yes, Sir, I have.
Then you are undoubtedly a cuck. Wait til I talk to Danny tonight. I bet he doesn’t know he’s got a prime piece of ass at his finger tips, or should I say his cock tip? Oh jeez, I’m fucking cumming, boy!
This is stimulating me so much to know I’m fucking someone’s man and that I’m talking to him while I’m doing it! Fuuuuuuck! Take that load bitch! Who’s your fucking Daddy? Uh ….uh…uhh… You’re damn right, boy, I am!!
I cleaned up the cum that spurt out of my own dick with some toilet paper and flushed it down before raising up and organizing myself to return to my desk. As I was washing my hands my uncle informed me that he liked his gift and thanked me for it. Then he said he would be borrowing it again as it made his whole week. Maybe next time I could be there in person to watch him appreciate it. Probably a good thing he doesn’t have a job right now because he can’t afford to try and steal this hottie from me. Thanks again. Then the phone clicked silent. The rest of my day was silent compared to that phone call.
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